Harman and I would be leaving for La Spezia in just about an hour, continuing our journey on our way to Cinque Terre. I had always dreamed of seeing the five villages, and when we began planning our trip the previous winter it was one of the destinations that he and I both agreed was …
Milano Nights, Pt. 2
The next morning we decided to sleep in, however, we still had time to indulge in the typical European breakfast of assorted pastries, deli meats, and copious amounts of Nutella. We were then soon out the door and on the Metro headed to the city centre to explore a Milano afternoon with our new friend …
Milano Nights, Pt. 1
After learning the very important lesson of always give yourself extra time when traveling - especially when abroad - the hard way in Marseille, Harman and I got to the Nice bus station almost too early. We set-up shop in the shade of one of the only covered benches and waited until a bunch of …
Monte Carlo, Waterfalls, and Wine on Top of the World
We decided to wake up early so we could make the most of our last full-day in Nice. The rest of our room woke up at the same time, too, so we were inspired (and a little bit guilted) into getting out into the city. Breakfast was 7€ at the hostel which, if you’re traveling …
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Baguettes, Beignets, and the French Police
The next morning we both woke up in much better moods than the ones we went to bed in. We actually got some rest and were eager to get back out on the road and continue our journey, that day making our way to Nice. We helped ourselves to the Vertigo's breakfast, careful to prepare …
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Limes, Churros, and Topless Beaches
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The Night I Snuck Into the Notre Dame de la Garde, Part 3
The streets of Marseille are as quiet as any after midnight. The air was thin and cool. The streets that led to the cathedral were lined with Renault cars and Vespa scooters and a surprising amount of Harley Davidson motorcycles, all crammed onto the sidewalks or wherever their owners could park them. Anouk led the way …
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The Night I Snuck Into the Notre Dame de la Garde, Part 2
The Vertigo was surprisingly empty that early at night. Save for the front desk attendant we seemed to be the only ones there. The WiFi wasn’t reliable in our room and Harman needed to get some paperwork filled out online, so we relegated ourselves to the common area next to the kitchen. Nobody was cooking …
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The Night I Snuck Into the Notre Dame de la Garde, Part 1.
Getting off the bus outside the station in Marseille left us a bit dazed and confused. It was hot - much hotter than we had expected after sitting in the conditioned air of the bus for the previous eight hours, and even more so with 20-40 pounds of clothing hanging from our backs. Harman and …
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A Bus Ride Through Spain
The following morning was absolutely beautiful. The two block walk from the Be Dream to the train station was coated in sunlight and a bit of heat, but we were the only ones on the street at the time and were met with that strangely aloof feeling that only comes when wandering out into quiet …
Barcelona, Day 2
The following day we toured the football stadium, Camp Nou, which had Harman geeking out at every turn. If I still followed baseball I’m sure it would have been the same as me getting the chance to walk on the field at Yankee Stadium. But Harman assured me that FC Barcelona was the soccer equivalent …
Barcelona, Day 1
I landed in Barcelona after surviving three delays and four separate flights over the course of just one day. I had been drifting in and out of consciousness since we departed Newark, staring mindlessly at the little TV that was attached to my seat and wondering just exactly what it was that the flight attendant …
